Love Shielded Risue

expecting an answer to his prayer

The night went beautifully. They both enjoy typical middle eastern dishes in one restaurant that quite has a name among culinary lovers. And this delicious food seemed to answer the curiosity of Maryam who previously thought why this restaurant is so crowded in visit. Especially those of Arab blood.

"Enak, right?" ask Bilal. Merr then agreed.

"Such son," he answered after feeding a spoonful of cool rice into his mouth. Bilal smiled as he watched his wife eat more than usual. "A'a, really want to empty the schedule for two weeks?"

Bilal nodded, "yes, I want to spend more time. At least, in a year I'll have to take two days off for the family."

"Happy," Merr smiled widely. "I get to pay A'a more often."

"May, you've memorized thirty juz, right?"

"Yes, yesterday also had time in muroja'ah same Ummi," replied Merr proudly.

"really?"

"Yes, even I have memorized surah al muzzammil loh. May later be checked." Mary challenged the husband.

"MashaAllah, all right means already entered juz two nine. A'a stay mengecek your rote there, huh?"

Maryam laughing. "Not everything. but by the way you like to go too far if you cheat my rote. It's better in muroja'ah Ummi."

"What kind of outrageous likes?"

"Yes rich deliberately in misguided, let me just keep on repeating."

"Make it even more memorized. Anyway it's been really smart' really asked in the memorization check."

Maryam laughed again, "yes but not all, still a little A'."

"Yes, I'll give you the rules if you read a lot wrong. Plus PR, huh?" Bilal smiled at jail.

"Can?"

"What, right?"

"There has to be a rule like that, the males will be."

"Loh, let you be excited." Bilal chuckled as he saw Mary's eyes glare at him.

"His spirit will fade away if you act."

"No, this time. Promise me, God willing I will not be weird. No more having an idea also make your fad about it." Bilal chuckled while getting a blow on his arm from his wife. "Joking, really."

Merr sighed, holding back the annoyance mixed with her husband.

"Later tonight we'll recite the rote, yeah."

"Yes!" Merr immediately agreed with pleasure, because memorizing the Qur'an with the methods given by the husband really made it not difficult.

"Oh, yes. This month Khatam has been able to do more than once, not yet?"

Merr shook her head. "Try but can't. But, I try to mengkatamkan Quran once every month with the method of one juz per day, or two sheets every end of prayer as A'a tell me."

"It's not easy, A'. Sometimes I'm tired or maybe I don't have time to read because it's outside."

"Yes no papa, the important thing is that every day there are verses that you read. And A'a salute you can Khatam the Qur'an every month. Even though A'a doesn't keep an eye on you directly."

"I'm always on the lookout for Allah SWT, really." replied Merr. Bilal himself immediately smiled when he heard that. "That is what makes my sincerity and solemnity worship. For trying to bring God into my every worship."

"MashaAllah is speechless. The smarter you are now."

"Yes, A'a, I taught you to worship with my heart. Because of the heart, it leads us to the enjoyment of worship. Only God knows, not others."

"Yes right, baby..." Bilal pulls the veil-covered cheek of his anxious wife, before continuing to eat.

***

Time moves on, as it should. Live a life of daily routine without burden, although sometimes worries still exist as the months and years change.

Every time the holiday when there is no nephew Bilal will certainly invite the neighborhood children to play ball in the courtyard of the mosque near the house.

It is also what makes Maryam feel selfish, but with his selfishness it will keep her from slipping back in the pit of regret when it comes to sharing a husband.

For him, it was quite a dark story that he felt at his first marriage. And he didn't want the painful story to repeat itself. Even though every time he had sex with his wife, Maryam always apologized to Bilal because the seedlings he planted never grew in his womb.

One night, Bilal peeps his forehead after the end of their activities because tomorrow A'a will be back away on his shiar journey.

"A'a, I'm sorry."

"Again?" bilal asked, Maryam nodded, "don't keep apologizing. I'm happy, even if it's just the two of us, baby..."

Maryam just kept quiet, –I believe that for now, but until when?

Bilal kissed her forehead again, leaving Mary stunned. A'a laughed for a moment and walked first to the bathroom. Maryam stared at the door of the bathroom that was closed when Bilal had entered, and hugged her pillow.

When will our prayers be answered? –times words appear in his mind, when worries are coming. Merr tried hard to throw away. He believes. It will be done, even if I don't know when.

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The next day, A'a returns to travel out of town. But from his movements like not excited. I don't know, suddenly A'a like procrastinating on his departure, not as usual.

"A'a noon already, Kang Beben was waiting below, from earlier."

"Yank, how come I'm going down the street, yeah. It feels rich to be home." Bilal hugged the circumference of Maryam standing before him.

"Kok, then?" Maryam frowned, looking at the spoiled behavior of her husband who was sticking ears on his stomach.

"I don't know, suddenly you feel at home rich gini," he replied, the thing that made Maryam surprised when Bilal kissed the wife's stomach.

"Oh God..." Maryam chuckles rubbing hair on her husband's head. –if again spoiled this is how you gemesin, anyway. So it's hard to let you work.

Maryam let her husband hold her waist for a while, while rubbing her head, ruffling the hair that had been covered by the peci Iluk but released by Maryam.

Shortly after he was satisfied he moved on. Bidding his wife to travel to Solo, Jogja, and last Magelang for five days. In the Magelang area, he will be met with KH. Irsyad Fadhillah, and also Ustadz Akhri in the tabligh Akbar event at one of the great mosques there. The meeting that after so many years happened again, was on one stage for the two of them.